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Sirius



Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

Master Fighter (240)

Master Hunter (275)

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age
11 Years
gender
Male
gems
51
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
3,227

LegendaryWealthySamhain 2022Statue 1 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1
WordySilver Medal 2020Critical Hit!Critical Fail!Trick 2019Promptober 2019
09-28-2019, 10:22 PM

Sirius Warlord

“She does - or at least, she will” Sirius said, the part they spoke of was still growing, but what was forming there was unmistakable. Just like Sirius’s claws, which itched and frustrated him in the meanwhile, where changing slowly day by day. He had fought enough large cats in his life to know what they were turning into.

The young girl lowered her head and gave him a good butt with her growing horns. He grunted, but didn’t so much as budge beneath her onslaught. She was still greatly smaller than he, and he suspected it would always be so.

“Butt away, if it makes you feel better” he encouraged, a wry smile on his expression. He had greatly expected trouble from the little Deathbelle litter. Miscreations, the lot of them, but he loved them regardless. He loved them something fierce, and unhealthy, as was always his way.

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